Roped In Poem by Timothy Branch
Roped In
Riding one out of the shoot, the rider is intent on roping one in. The target runs as an unrestrained one should but there lurks a rider in the midst. His mode of transport hints at one sport but there's another game and its target has your name. A rope is his weapon. What's my weapon? This message is your weapon now that you know the game.
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